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Desmond didn't notice he was growing nervous until the moment the fox-man talked to him." La Volpe has been waiting for you. We all have. "" W-wha... Where am I? What is this? Who are you? "" Oh, but La Volpe can't tell you that. La Volpe is not from your world. "" My world? What the hell? "" That is not important. Now, we have gathered here to reward. "" Reward? " Desmond felt very confused." They have always worked so hard to make the dreams of all kinds of fangirls coming true... They have done much good. But no one ever rewards them! " Fox-guy moved aside and pointed to the pile of people.

Desmond hadn't before actually tell who was the one others were circling. Now he saw her..him? The creature was human very obviously, but it lacked certain parts to be actually defined as a man or a woman. It wasn't built as broad as a strong man but wasn't slender enough to be surely defined as a woman. It had nothing else on but a black skin-tight one-piece garment covering almost everything: even its head was covered by a skin-tight mask-thing with a big question mark over the face. It was watching as a posh-looking renaissance-man was having practically clothes-on sex with a blonde man wearing armor with the same cross marks as the bald one. The creature giggled and muttered something about.. crack? That was the first thing that made some sense. Desmond wouldn't be surprised at all if these were some weird drug hallucinations.

" They are anon ", the fox guy whispered, admiration in his voice, watching the human creature." Uh, okay. And, you're rewarding it? "" Them ", La Volpe said, eyeballing Desmond angrily." La Volpe is. If you don't mind ", he said, walking back to the crowd engaging the anon in a deep kiss and groping him who knows where. Desmond blinked twice, taken aback.Wow. I didn't know the old man had that in him... he would have chuckled, but he was more afraid that it would make the fox-guy come to him. He tried to back off slowly, but caught the attention of three figures: the blonde bun -woman in white clothes, the reddish-haired Brit with glasses and a woman with black hair cut in short layers and earphones. Desmond swallowed nervously, turned around and tried to keep walking, but was soon stopped by the blonde woman.

" Hey, Desmond ", she smiled at him." You know my name? " Desmond watched her cautiously, even if her eyes were friendly. The earphones-woman stood next to her, smiling at Desmond. The Brit had disappeared." ..Where am I? What is this? " he tried. Maybe he finally would get some answers. But the blonde chuckled and the black-haired one flashed a grin." Oh, but I think you know it already? " the blonde didn't bother waiting for an answer before pressing her lips on Desmond's, whose mouth quickly opened up into an "o".

Ohh.. he thought, surprised. He didn't get a chance to say anything though, as the blonde woman kissed him and the other bent over to open his pants' zipper. Suddenly someone wrapped his arms around Desmond and pressed himself to Desmond's backside, kissing his neck. The brit, Desmond thought, but the black-haired woman kind of stole his attention by licking his inner thigh. He couldn't hold back and moaned lowly into the blondes mouth. All in all, he didn't actually feel that awkward. To be honest he actually enjoyed it. Maybe it wouldn't matter if he let himself enjoy this in this weird, weird place. It was the first thing he had actually felt for some time, and it felt good.

They had probably caught the anon's attention, because it came closer." Oh! My OT4! " she squealed, eagerly waching.Desmond had other stuff on his mind at the moment though.